The Hookup

Chapter Ten

After the breakup, I took Este away from my family and went home.

I put my sleeping son in the crib and shifted into the kitchen. Alex walked in the house and towards me. I stood in front of the granite countertops. Alex pressed his fingers into my waist in a soothing manner. He kissed my shoulder and laid his head in the nook of my neck and shoulder. His fingers ran down my spine and around to my stomach. He pressed gentle kisses around the backs of my ears and neck. His hands moved closer to my region and in between my thighs. Lazily, I moved out of his grip, into my room, and locked the door. I wrapped myself in the blanket and fell asleep.

Hours later, I walk into the living room, seeing Alex asleep with Este on his chest. A soft smile creeped on my face as i watched their similar faces form in the same way. Alex slept with parted lips and his head tilted. His son mimicked his face perfectly. Alex's eyes fluttered open, a small smile on his face. "Hey." His voice was thick and hoarse. I waved a little, slipping my phone back in my pocket. Alex grunted as he carefully lifted our now awake son. Alex padded his way towards me, placing his soft lips on mine. "I already fed him and changed his diaper." I nodded as our baby started to yawn. I took Este in my arms and set him in his crib. Mya barged in requesting to see her nephew. She waltzed past us and into the room. Alex wrapped his arms around my waist. Pulling me closer. I quickly rechecked my phone. Twelve thirty. No messages. I walked to my room, followed by dear Alex. He lifted my body and laid it on the bed. "I am not having sex with you. Especially with Este and Mya in the other room." I told.

He had a sly smirk on his face. "I know. I just want to pleasure you." He slipped my pants down. He pulled me closer. I felt his mouth form on my region. A gasp escaped my lips.

He climbed on top of me, hovering. "Wasn't that nice?" His voice was deep in a sexy way.

"It was adequate." I shrugged.

He chuckled before leaning in. "Mm mm go brush your teeth." I commanded. He laughed before moving to the bathroom. I laid on the bed, bare bottomed, thinking about Buffy. Those gorgeous eyes, perfect body, and sweet personality. He didn't see that I didn't want Alex. I only needed him to care for Este not spend my life with. It's Buffy. He's who I need.

Alex walked in, shirtless. He bent down beside the bed. "I got a new tattoo." He said. he craned his neck, exposing the ink that was inscribed into his skin. It read: Estevier 1 1 14 and Forever In Love. I placed my hand over his tattoos. He leaned his lips in, capturing mine. Okay... maybe I can do want Alex and need him in other ways.